From then on, the girl started another habit - not turning off her phone all night long. Because she was afraid that she would not be able to hear him because of her deep sleep when he called, the gir

From then on, the girl started another habit - not turning off her phone all night long. Because she was afraid that she would not be able to hear him because of her deep sleep when he called, the girl was very alert every night, and she became thinner day by day. However, slowly, a rift developed between the two people. The girl wanted to save the situation that was about to break up, so she called the boy late at night. The girl who answered her was a nice female voice: Sorry, the phone you dialed has been turned off. So the girl knew that her love had been turned off. After a long time, the girl had another love. Even though the two people feel very good together, the girl refuses to marry no matter what. The girl's heart will still think of the boy's words and the night when the phone was turned off. The girl still maintains the habit of leaving her phone on all night, but she no longer expects it to ring. One night, the girl contracted an emergency. In a panic, she called the boy's cell phone instead of calling her parents. This time the boy didn't turn off the phone. The girl recovered safely. Later, the girl asked the boy: "Why don't you turn off your phone late at night?" The boy said: "I'm afraid if you can't find me if you have something to do at night, you will be panicked." The girl eventually married the boy. Yes, for whom is your mobile phone turned on late at night? Are you worried that she won't be able to find you? Love - a person who has a waiting habit will turn on his phone late at night. There is someone who can turn on the phone and wait for you, that is a kind of deep happiness. Is it because of the pursuit of the wind or the unwillingness of the tree to leave Ye Zi? Because the girl I like is called Ye Zi, because she has a tree that makes her attached. , so I want to be a gust of wind, a wind that protects her. The first time I saw her was a month after I transferred to my second year of high school. She was small and sitting by the court, her eyes staring at the seniors who were with me on the court. She would always sit there during club time every day, Alone and with friends, her eyes were still staring at him. When he was playing around with girls, there were tears in her eyes. When he looked at her, there was a smile in her eyes. It became my habit to look at her, just like she loved to look at him. One day she didn't come, and I felt anxious and uneasy for no reason. I couldn't explain that feeling. Apart from being uneasy, I was still uneasy, and the senior was not there either. I rushed to their classroom, hid outside, and watched the senior scolding her, her tears, and his departure. The next day, she was still sitting on the sidelines, looking at him. I walked over, smiled at her, and gave her a piece of paper. She first looked at me in surprise, and then accepted it with a smile. The next day, she appeared in front of me with a note and then left. "Ye Zi's heart is too heavy and cannot be blown by the wind." "It's not that Ye Zi's heart is too heavy, it's that Ye Zi doesn't want to leave the tree at all." After I replied to her these words, she gradually became able to talk to me, accept my gifts, and accept gifts. My phone. I knew she didn't like me, but I still had the perseverance to make her like me. I confessed to her no less than 20 times in four months, and every time she changed the subject, but I still wouldn't give up. I decided to do it. Man, I will definitely chase it! I didn't know how many times my confession came out. Although I knew she would talk about other things, I still had the slightest hope of her agreeing. Unexpectedly, she didn't say anything, "What are you doing? Why?" Don’t speak?” I said into the phone. "I'm nodding." "Huh?" I couldn't believe my ears. "I'm nodding!" she shouted. I threw away the phone, hurriedly put on some clothes, got on the motorcycle, rushed to their house and rang the doorbell, and hugged her tightly the moment she opened the door. "Are the leaves leaving because of the pursuit of the wind or the unwillingness of the trees?" In high school, I liked collecting leaves, why? Because I think it is so brave for a leaf to leave the tree it has relied on for a long time! During my three years in high school, I was very close to a boy, not as good as boyfriend and girlfriend, but as good as good friends. However, when he got his first girlfriend, I learned a feeling that I shouldn't have. , Jealousy, the sourness in my heart cannot be compared to one lemon, it is like 100 sour lemons, so sour. They were only together for two months. When they broke up, I had to hide the strong joy in my heart. , but a month later, he was with another girl.I like him and I know he likes me, but why doesn't he always pursue me? We obviously like each other, why don't we act? Every time he gets a girlfriend, I feel heartbroken. The blow after blow makes me wonder, am I wishful thinking? If you don't love me, why are you so nice to me? The kindness he treats me is beyond what ordinary friends can do. It's so sad to like someone. I can clearly know his preferences and habits, but I can't guess how he feels about me. Do I, a girl, have to open my mouth? Despite this, I still want to be by his side, care about him, accompany him, and love him. Maybe it is an act of waiting, waiting for him to come back and love me, just like waiting for his call every night, waiting for his text message, I know, No matter how busy he is, he will still set aside some time for me. This kind of waiting has been with me for three years. The waiting is unbearable and makes people want to give up. But the moment you wait, you will continue to wait the next day. Such suffering, such pain, such happiness, and such contradictions have stayed with me for three years. It wasn't until the second semester of the third grade that a junior high school student fell in love with me. His passionate pursuit every day made me refuse from the beginning, and gradually I was willing to give some space in my heart to him. He was like a gentle and long-lasting wind, teasing my shaky leaves. In the end, my girlfriend and I were not in the same city. When we were separated, we communicated through text messages every night. She caught a cold yesterday and told me she wanted to go to bed first. I said good night. Three minutes later, she shook the phone at me five times. Then she sent a text message saying that she couldn't sleep and wanted me to tell her a story to put her to sleep. ． ． Let me tell you: Once upon a time, there was a little pig, and she caught a cold. She had a runny nose and a fever. The prince told her that she would be fine soon by taking medicine on time, drinking more, and going to bed early. My girlfriend didn’t say anything for a long time. I thought she was asleep, but another message came: Meimei, I want to listen to the princess and the prince. Let me tell you: Once upon a time, there was a princess who had a cold. She had a runny nose and a fever. The prince told her that she would be fine soon by taking medicine on time, drinking more, and going to bed early. So the princess went to sleep. She replied quickly: Is the story of Sleeping Beauty coming next? I'm so dizzy. ． ． It's not over yet, I'll tell you: The prince looked at the sleeping princess and found that there were two shiny snot on the princess's plump and sexy lips. He closed his eyes and kissed her heartily. ． ． She said: What then? I said: Then the princess and the prince both caught a cold. She said: Haha, I'm sleepy. install. I said: Good night baby, I love you.